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Difficult Day

It's very, very cold.  A bleak January day.  We've just had a death in the family.  We're still in shock.  Some more than others.

There was a lot of activity here for a couple of days.  It's gone very quiet now.

Now it's beginning to sink in.  It feels awful.

But we'll get over it.  In time....

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  1. The quiet time after the gathering of family and friends is always the worst I think. It does give you time to dwell on it. It does get a little easier with time

    Much love xxx

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  2. A friend of mine lost her mother recently, and was just waiting for after the funeral, as if the return to routine would be all she needed.

    It's an odd time that calls for some moments to be breathed through. Rest in the presence of Love, and know this day will pass.

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  3. I wish you strength and that you may find comfort in your family.

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  4. M, I am wishing you a wonderful 2010 and I am so sorry that it it not started joyfully for you and your family.
    Hugs,
    Zuzana

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  5. Hold on to the good memories and let them help you through the dark days.

    Big Hugs.

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  6. I'm sorry it's cold and your sad, just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

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  7. Very sorry to hear your sad news. I hope that all is well, in time.

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  8. sorry to be getting here rather late. i am truly sorry for your loss and pray happy memories and family close at hand may be a comfort to you all

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